Her heart leapt in her throat seeing the conditions the men had to work in. The heat was unbearable in the shade of her palanquin. Even with the gentle breeze created by the palm bearer perspiration pooled between her breasts and in the hollow of her back. One slave caught her attention. His ebony skin gleamed in the sunlight, and there was defiance in his gaze as he stared straight back at her.
Her heart beat faster the longer she stared at him.
"Have you made up your mind, your highness?" her aide asked.
"Yes, I want him."
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